The evening mirror pushed Zhang He out of the house. Before, Zhang He said no, because he was worried about her safety, but now that the other party is the head of the Xuan Dao, he can't insist anymore.

Closing the door, Xuan Dao Chang looked left and right in the evening mirror, "This face is not good-looking." Not good-looking......"

"How did you recognize me?" Wanjing asked him a little curiously. Just now, Xuan Dao Chang went out of the house and saw her and Zhang He, only glanced at her twice, and then asked her in surprise why she was here. There is nothing strange about him recognizing Zhang He, but Wanjing is now wearing a mask on his face, could it be that this fat man has opened his eyes?

"Ahem, it's easy." Xuan Dao had a worried expression and said, "Your soul is still not right. ”

"That's it?"

"You to

Lotus Lantern, 160. No life is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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